Ave felt his hands move up and down her arms, rubbing and massaging them in a way that coaxed a pleasant groan out of her mouth before he smothered it with his kiss.
"I can never get enough of you, Aveline," he whispered against her mouth as he moved his head back, staring into her teary eyes with such intensity that it made her nervous and unable to voice any of the anger she had intended to pour out on him.
Swallowing hard and trying to get her head to think straight, she blinked before asking the first question that came to her mind. "How did we end up sleeping on the same bed? And why am I wearing your coat instead of my dress?" She tried to keep the panic that he'd taken advantage of her last night out of her voice.
